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charcoal melancholy

he came to me  
when my tempest storm raged  
as my madness peaked  
he crossed the oceans  
to touch my soul  
he distracted me from the voices  
that howled in my mind  
with a quiet storm all his own  
he entered me  
with poetry on his lips  
a guitar riff in his spirit  
his art was my muse  
his masculinity the fire    
from which I dined  
I ate his charcoal melancholy    
fed his beautiful arrogance  
he tempered my shyness  
he entered my watercolor days  
with his bold oils  
& we mixed  
gave birth to poetic sunsets  
with our lust  
he came to me  
put to death my lonely days  
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 21st Jan 2017
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